From Very Far Away Poem by Robert Rorabeck
From Very Far Away
Bright as any shroud over a candy store:
Womanly vessels that sing and cry over the
Rounded stone of
Vanquished lovers- on the higher plateaus
Where the Titans who have
Yet cannibalized themselves sit lamenting,
Spreading the pools of virgins from their eyes:
As the day shifts
And metamorphoses beneath the clouds
That have journeyed in from very far away.
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